In ancient times, there was a man named Wang Tian, who dropped out of school because his family was very poor and only studied for a few years, and he made a living by herding cattle for others. Wang Mian is smart and diligent, and he does not forget to study with books when herding cattle.
One summer evening, the crown was herding cattle by the lake as usual, and the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the dark clouds in the sky were pressed down, and the lightning and thunder and the wind were pouring heavily. After a while the rain stopped and the sun smiled again.
The grass on the slopes washed by the rain is greener, the flowers are more colorful, and the air is fresher. There are more than a dozen lotus flowers in the lake, and the petals are dripping with clear water, and the water droplets on the lotus leaves are rolling around beautifully.
Wang Mian looked at the lotus flowers in the lake and saw the gods, and thought to himself: How beautiful! How nice it would be to be able to draw it!
Wang Mian found a small wooden stick and drew it on the sand while looking at the beautiful lotus petals. At first, the painting was not good, but he did not give up and continued to paint.
Since then, Wang Mian has led cattle to paint by the lake every day, and once he paints, he will talk for several hours. He carefully observed the appearance of the lotus flowers from different angles up, down, left and right.
Wang Mian worked very hard, and gradually his hands with small wooden sticks were ground out of the cocoon, but he did not care, and continued to paint on the sand by the lake, leaving traces of his paintings everywhere: there were blooming lotus flowers, there were flower bones with buds waiting to be released, there were lotus leaves of various shapes...
The kung fu paid off, and before long, the lotus flowers painted by Wang Mian had some appearance, and he began to draw on the paper. It was like this for several months, and the lotus flowers on the paper, the big green leaves, the pink petals, the tender green lotus canopy, and the dewdrops on the lotus leaves seemed to be rolling down at any moment, so realistic, as if they had just been plucked from the lake.
Day after day, year after year of hard work, Wang Mian went from a shepherd boy from a poor peasant family to a well-known painter. Wang Tian's story also tells the children that no matter what they learn, they should be diligent, hardworking, and persevering. If you want a certain achievement, you have to pay a hundred times the effort, the deeper the effort, the more refined the learning, the greater the achievement, as long as the kung fu deep iron pestle is sharpened into a needle.